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marmalade tears: May 2008
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Saturday, May 31, 2008. 160;is not well known. And in fact its rarely spoken of. Aliken it if you will to the spirt of the staircase. The moment when you walked away only to think of what you should of said. The spite of the squirrle. 160;is found when you should have walked away. 160;but you said the thing you need not have said. For now that you have said it . Your winter bounty will not be shared. 160;but stolen you said too much and you moved too fast. Saturday, May 31, 2008. Wind and beautiful light.
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Tuesday, October 7, 2008. Rupunzel is a tale told by many tongues. Repunzel lived in a castle surrounded by iguanas. Rapunzel's hair was reported to be 51 feet long. Repunzel's was much longer and stranger . Her mother like Rapunzel's had suffered a feverish fetish. Not for lettuce . But for Slugs and Snails. The effect of this was not only a name. The effect of this was a curse all of its own. For at the end of Repunzel's maine was a cold blooded tail. Tuesday, October 07, 2008. Sam Makes Things Up.
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Tuesday, October 7, 2008. First thing to break was a jug . And as it was filled with milk . It was something she could shrug off. Not without sadness but without anger . She could admit the mistake. And she refused to worry. And when she pricked and cut her hand . She got some satisfaction from the sight of her own blood. But it was when she realised a black sock had fallen. In with the white sheets and stained them like tar . A kind of fear and anger. 160;swept over her . Tuesday, October 07, 2008.
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Friday, September 26, 2008. Each exit from the path was a risk. You never knew how people. 160;would react . To a girl stealing to save her pointless life. Smoke whipped and curved from this chimney. She imagined it was her house before she broke all the windows. And she could take. A neat rock through the window. Able to warm herself just with the thought. What wonders and fears . Might await her . On her next twirl. Friday, September 26, 2008. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sam Makes Things Up.
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Tuesday, October 7, 2008. With so much to do it is a surprise that anything is ever done. Tuesday, October 07, 2008. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Bits of a broken something. Sam Makes Things Up. First thing to break was a jug and as it was fille. Rupunzel is a tale told by many tongues Repunzel . With so much to do it is a surprise that anything . I get mook on my self almost every single day. View my complete profile.
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marmalade tears: September 2008
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Friday, September 26, 2008. Each exit from the path was a risk. You never knew how people. 160;would react . To a girl stealing to save her pointless life. Smoke whipped and curved from this chimney. She imagined it was her house before she broke all the windows. And she could take. A neat rock through the window. Able to warm herself just with the thought. What wonders and fears . Might await her . On her next twirl. Friday, September 26, 2008. Thursday, September 25, 2008. Of leaves in the trees. Oh go...
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marmalade tears: October 2008
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Tuesday, October 7, 2008. First thing to break was a jug . And as it was filled with milk . It was something she could shrug off. Not without sadness but without anger . She could admit the mistake. And she refused to worry. And when she pricked and cut her hand . She got some satisfaction from the sight of her own blood. But it was when she realised a black sock had fallen. In with the white sheets and stained them like tar . A kind of fear and anger. 160;swept over her . Tuesday, October 07, 2008.
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marmalade tears: November 2008
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Wednesday, November 12, 2008. Walking the halls . Was walking in circles. She seemed to be consistently planning . Walls with codes,. 160;with signs,. The bear skin coat. As she eddied about. Miles deep and endlessly wide, you are my constant, my confide". Speaking to no one, but with the wind. . A wind that had been both kind and cruel,. The wind had be the culprit who had blown the storm and. 160;the speed . Of her carriage as she had sped . To her fathers side the night he had passed. .
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Thursday, September 25, 2008. It was a walk in the park . Of leaves in the trees. The clouds part . And the sun beams . It was almost as though . They were trying to speak. 160;but did not have tongues . How very many times . Has she declined the offer. To take a stroll with Mr Craven. I don't know if I've ever been so very bored or boring,' thought Fanny. For 16 Weeks . She had be going though. 160;the courting motions . The motions of courting . You don't like me do you Fanny? Her sisters had . View my...
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Sunday, September 21, 2008. Safest to place her behind glass. Without the bother of elemental exposure . Admiring the woman in a bell jar. He could stare at her for hours. Safe both from herself and the elements . How long he wondered could they survive like this. And a smile crawled over his lips. Sunday, September 21, 2008. I'm feeling this now. So like i stole a foto from bits of a broken something's facebook and put it on my blog. It was such a nice shot of mount wellington that i had to have it.
